C135 Mother and Son Talked at Night

The sun has been setting in the mountains for a long time, and the nights in Chivalry Village are particularly peaceful. Unlike the big cities, the people here did not close their doors and windows in the evening. Instead, the doors to the courtyard were wide open. Some of the people, young and old, were sitting in the courtyard. Under the moonlight, it was a tranquil and beautiful scene.

As soon as Mingsi stepped into the house, he saw his uncles and aunties drinking light tea in front of the courtyard. After Mingsi greeted them, he went through the lobby and came to the backyard.

The backyard was not dark, and the moonlight was rippling on the stone slab like water. A woman was walking back and forth in the courtyard. Her hands emitted various kinds of spiritual Qi from time to time, slowly injecting it into the flowers and vegetables in the surroundings.

"Mother. " Mingsi called out softly.

This woman was Aunt Qiong. When she heard Mingsi's voice, she did not raise her head. Instead, she continued to focus on providing spiritual energy to the flowers and plants.

"What is mother doing?" Mingsi walked forward and asked.

"I have nothing to do. I need to raise some flowers and plants and plant some vegetables. " Aunt Qiong picked up a pot of small flowers and carefully sized it up, "What's with the injuries on your body?"

Mingsi was stunned when he heard this. There were a few injuries in the fight with Chai Xiaojin in the evening, but they were not serious. However, his mother did not look at him. How did she know that he was injured?

Mingsi remembered that his mother was also a cultivator. He heard from his father that her strength was above his. She was also a hero when she was young.

"I sparred with Xiaojin just now. These are all minor injuries. It doesn't matter. We often do the same when we cultivate in the academy. " Mingsi scratched his head and said with a smile.

Aunt Qiong sighed slightly when she heard him. She put down the potted plant in her hand and turned around. She looked at Mingsi and said, "Quickly go wash up. Come over later. Mother has a lot to talk to Si about. "

"Sure. " Mingsi nodded and turned around to leave.

In a room upstairs, Mingsi was soaking in a big bucket. He had a wet cloth on his head, and his eyes were closed. There was a fog rising around him.

Suddenly, Mingsi frowned. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with surprise. "Something's not right! Mother could easily sense the injuries on my body. How could she not notice the abnormalities in my left arm?"

Mingsi recalled his mother's reaction when he returned home today. He had used an excuse to say that he was wearing a bracer on his arm. Whether or not he could deceive his mother like this, Mingsi was a little confused.

Soon, Mingsi walked out of the room. He had changed into a new set of clothes, but his left hand was still connected to Illusion God. Mingsi rolled up his sleeves and frowned.

Illusion God's arm looked lifelike, and the patterns on it were exactly the same as his real arm. However, Mingsi knew that this arm was hollow, and there was only a big and small True Spirit Vein in it.

A wave of apprehension rose in Mingsi's heart, and he went to the backyard. At this moment, Aunt Qiong had already sat down beside the stone bench. Seeing Mingsi walk over, she gently waved her hand and said, "Si, quickly come and sit down. "

"Is the dishes cooked by mother delicious?" Just as Mingsi sat down, Aunt Qiong asked.

"It's delicious. It's the same as before!" Mingsi nodded and said.

"Tell mom about what happened to you in the academy. " Aunt Qiong waved her hand and a trace of spiritual energy spread out and landed beside Mingsi's head. His originally wet hair was now dry.

Mingsi could not help but sigh in his heart. When he was young, he did not think about these things. Now, after cultivating, he found out that his mother actually knew these magical techniques. He stroked his hair with his palm, then propped his chin up and leaned against the table as he slowly spoke.

"I entered the academy together with many people in the western suburbs. Chen Ziming is my best friend, and we cultivate together in the academy. " Mingsi slowly recalled his life in the academy for the past year. He told Aunt Qiong intermittently about everything that happened in the academy. Mingsi spent a lot of time and effort to explain everything, because he saw that his mother was listening attentively and was very interested.

Of course, Mingsi did not tell her everything. He did not dare to tell his experience of being captured by the black-robed man in the Small Saber Spirit Society to his mother. He did not want to make his mother worry.

In addition, when Mingsi talked about the plot of the Heavenly Tower Meet, Aunt Qiong's expression became even more serious. Even the hand that was caressing Mingsi's head slowed down a little.

Mingsi also felt the changes in his mother, so he was more careful when he talked about it. He omitted most of the parts that had entered the Earth Abyss later on, but he focused on sharing his experiences in the trial space with his mother.

"Mother, that Yuwen Lang is so strong! I don't understand why I am not much older than him, but he knows so much about magic and knowledge. " Mingsi raised his head and asked.

Aunt Qiong was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head to look at Mingsi. She smiled and said, "When I was young, my mother told you. This is an outsider. There is always someone better than you. There are countless cultivators in this world, and everyone has different innate talents, and the paths they take are also different. In the end, the strength that they display will be either strong or weak. "

Aunt Qiong took out a skin scroll. After opening it, her palm moved a few times on it. Immediately, the skin scroll gave off a gentle luster, and some pictures gradually appeared.

"Look, in the history of cultivation, there was once someone who became a powerful hero before the age of 15. Some people are still stuck in the spirit realm even after they die. This is the difference between people. And this difference is not only reflected in one's own talent, but also in one's path. The Yuwen Lang you're talking about. . . His Holy Spirit Academy is one of the best in all of China, so he must be very diligent in his cultivation in the academy. There are also many powerful teachers and professors. "

"So that's how it is. " When Mingsi heard his mother's detailed explanation, he felt relieved.

"Si, on the other hand, you must not have any desire to compete. The path of cultivation focuses on the cultivation of one's own body. Once the path of one's heart is not right, there will be inner demons. This will be a huge hindrance to your future cultivation. "

"Mental demons?" Mingsi murmured softly and shook his head. "I don't want to be compared with others. I just want to cultivate faster. One day, I will become a hero as great as my father!"

At this point, Mingsi suddenly stopped. Then, he asked in confusion, "Mother, father hasn't returned for a long time. Do you know where he went?"

Aunt Qiong looked at Mingsi's eyes full of doubt and seemed to want to say something. But she quickly stopped. He stroked Mingsi's head and said softly, "You will be back soon. Don't worry. "

"How fast is it? If you don't come back during this holiday, it will be another year if you want to meet again!" Mingsi complained, "Mother, you too. You haven't come to the academy to see me for a year. "

Aunt Qiong's eyes showed some sadness when she heard him. She pulled Mingsi into her arms and at this time, tears slowly gathered in her eyes and fell on Mingsi's back.

"Doesn't the academy have a rule that students are not allowed to visit their families while they are in the academy? How do you want mother to see you?"

The resentment in Mingsi's eyes had yet to dissipate. "Mother, you are so powerful. They will not notice you even if you enter the academy!"

"You child. " Aunt Qiong gently wiped her eyes.

But Mingsi did not see this action. "Mother, don't hug me like this. It's not like I'm a child anymore. " Mingsi struggled to break free and leaned against the stone table with his chin propped up.

"You will always be a child. " Aunt Qiong gently tapped Mingsi's nose. " Oh right. A few days ago, your two brothers sent a letter. "

"Brother! What did they say?" Mingsi immediately became excited upon hearing this.

Aunt Qiong and Mingsi talked a lot, but Mingsi had a very deep impression of one sentence after he heard it. It was that his brothers said in the letter that they would probably finish their journey next year and return home.

"Next year! Good!" Mingsi was delighted. He missed his two brothers very much, and it had been two years since he last saw them.

"Mother, will my brothers become very strong when they come back? They said that after experiencing the coming of age ceremony, their strength will increase greatly. " Mingsi asked curiously.

"What's there to be strong about? Being able to come back safely is the greatest blessing. These two people who don't give people a peace of mind, if they come back, they will be missing a piece. Mother will definitely not let them off easily if they lose a piece of meat. " Aunt Qiong frowned and said.

"Ah? Mother, don't say that. Si hasn't even started his coming of age ceremony yet. " Mingsi knew that his mother never wanted the three of them to cause trouble. When he heard his mother's tone, he quickly said.

"You are the one mother is most worried about!" Aunt Qiong pinched Mingsi's face and scolded, "The one who is most playful is you. If you don't restrain yourself a little, you might cause trouble in the future. We are not by your side. If you provoke someone outside, what should you do? "

"Mother, don't worry. Si has already done things appropriately. " Mingsi said with a guilty smile.

"What do you mean?" Aunt Qiong's eyes became somewhat stern as she asked.

"Know your limits, and never humiliate yourself for the rest of your life. Know your limits, and never be ashamed for the rest of your life. If you hold it in your hands, it is better to keep it in your hands. If you put it in your pocket, you will not be able to protect it for long. " Mingsi immediately began to read aloud while shaking his head. When he was young, when he was still studying in the private school, his mother had often warned him to always remember this principle.

Aunt Qiong quietly listened to Mingsi mutter, and a smile appeared on her face. "Our Si is really obedient. "

Mingsi turned his head over and stuck out his tongue to laugh for a while.

"Know propriety and know to be content. It is a great blessing in life. " Aunt Qiong rubbed Mingsi's head and muttered softly.

That night, Mingsi and Aunt Qiong chatted for a long time. It was late at night and Aunt Qiong saw that it was not early before she urged Mingsi to return to his room to rest.

In the backyard, after Mingsi left for a long time, a dark figure suddenly appeared under the shade of the tree behind Aunt Qiong. After that figure appeared, it knelt on one knee and a gentle female voice sounded, "Master, what orders do you have?"

Aunt Qiong looked up at the light in Mingsi's room upstairs, "Investigate two pieces of information. The Southern Pearl Institute in the tragedy of the Spiritual Academy and the Heavenly Tower Conference. Give them to me as soon as possible. "

"Yes. "